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About DECADENT DESIRES:

Bedtime Bliss is on the menu when a guy used to fighting dragons has to awaken a beauty of her own power, and the magic of sensual delights before the Valentine’s Ball. But can she accept the repercussions of magic and her duty to family? Or would it be easier to return to the sweet bliss of sleepy obliviousness where life is simple, love is a myth and magic is reserved for fairy tales?

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Instead of a boringly anonymous hotel room or even her office, she’d spend the next two weeks working in a stranger’s apartment over a café that challenged her on levels she didn’t quite understand.

Instead of greeting an old friend, the man who’d help her with the biggest challenge of her career, she’d been tossed into a sea of lust.

And now, rather than an easy nice-to-meet you introduction to Sam’s friends, she’d been kicked in the gut with a cacophony of emotions that she couldn’t understand. Oh, she could identify them. Fear, longing, hope, confusion. But she didn’t understand the actual cause, and she definitely didn’t understand what to do about them.

Wait, she supposed.

Just wait until they made sense.

But even as she thought that, Rose bumped into Sam.

“Sorry,” she gasped. “I didn’t realize you’d stopped.”

He took her hand as if to keep her from falling back down the stairs and laughed. That laugh filled her with something. Something so powerful and energizing and confusing that she could only blink.

Then he pulled her up a step so that she was on the landing next to him. He squeezed her hand, and the feel of his fingers wrapped tight around hers sent tingles through her. The sort of tingles that made her think naked thoughts. Naked, hot bodies tangled together thoughts.

“Welcome to your new home away from home,” Anja said, gesturing to the open door on the right of the landing.

And giving Rose a clear view of why Sam had stopped.

Shock had a way of doing that to a person.

It was a good sized apartment. Living room, a dining nook separated from a cozy kitchen by a jut of countertop. The view outside the window was as good as one could ask in San Francisco, with the Golden Gate framed by sheer curtains. The problem was, even sheer, day-glow orange curtains were guaranteed to make you blink twice.

As if in a trance, Rose stepped around Sam, past Anja’s welcoming arm and into the living area. Eye-watering or not, it was a welcoming space. Welcoming, and something else.

Wondering how many ways she could feel off balance, Rose tried to breathe calmly, even though the air felt as if it were filled with a shimmer of glitter. If she squinted, she could almost make out the color of the shimmers.

Crazy, she realized, shaking her head to dismiss the idea. Her mother had always called her over imaginative, bemoaning her fascination with silly things like magic and fairy tales and energy work. By the time Rose was ten, she’d learned to put away all of that nonsense and to focus her imagination on something useful.

So why was this room bringing that all back again?

It had to be that old lady’s comment about her grandparents, she realized. Her shoulders relaxed, the tension shifting as she made the connection. And now that she knew, she could ignore the silly ideas of energy and magic in the air and focus on reality.

With that in mind and her chin high, she turned to give Anja a warm smile.

“It’s a lovely room.”

“If you say so,” the brunette laughed. “I’ve always thought of it as a bit of kaleidoscope myself.”

“And where better to create a game of fun and adventure than a kaleidoscope.” When Rose glanced at Sam, her lips twitched a little at his stunned expression. Maybe he wasn’t quite ready for working in a kaleidoscope?

Before she could ask, he seemed to shake it off and turned to thank Anja. While he made arrangements with her for meals and talked about getting together to catch up and visit later, Rose wandered the room.

It was unique, to say the least. Like something you’d have seen in a teenager’s room in the seventies, but with an extra kick of woo woo. Images of tarot cards woven into a tapestry on the wall, candles and crystals everywhere, incense burners and hanging glass in the shape of moons all added to the woo.

But they still didn’t explain the feeling in the air. Rose took a second to breathe it in. She’d never felt anything like it, yet it was a familiar memory.

Before she could reach back and find it, though, Anja called out her goodbyes. Manners awoke, Rose hurried back to the door to do her social duties.

Then, suddenly, it was just her and Sam.

Alone.

In this funky apartment.

She stared at Sam, noting the look in his dark eyes, the way his smile stretched those tempting lips. He had the most amazing cheekbones. On a sigh, her gaze drifted to his shoulders, down those biceps and over his chest. Even more amazing than his cheekbones was his body.

She wanted that body.

Rose cringed, wondering what had got into her. She never looked at men like this. She never thought about—much less obsessed over—sex ever before in her life.

Maybe it was reaction to the room? She’d never been around this much faux fur and velour before, either. Could it be some weird sort of allergic reaction?

About TAWNY WEBER:

New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of more than forty-five books, Tawny Weber writes sassy, emotional romances featuring hot alpha heroes. Stories with a dash of humor and a whole lot of sexy attitude! A fan of Johnny Depp, cupcakes, and her very own hero husband, Tawny enjoys papercrafting, gardening, spending time with her family and dogs.

Fans are invited to check out Tawny’s books at her website, www.tawnyweber.com. For extra fun, join her Red Hot Readers Club for goodies like free reads, complete first chapters, recipes, insider story info and much more.

The Poseidon team are hard-bodied, fiercely competitive Navy SEALs. But when a sensitive mission goes disastrously wrong, three of the team's finest will have to trust their hearts and instincts to uncover the truth…

No strings. No questions. Just pleasure. For a few blissful days, Lieutenant Commander Nic Savino is enjoying a wild fling with the sexiest stranger he's ever laid eyes—or any other body part—on. It's almost enough to make the stalwart SEAL let down his guard for once. Until he learns that assistant US attorney Darby Raye—his Darby—is heading an investigation designed to destroy him…and Poseidon.

The gorgeous eyes that Darby spent her nights gazing into are now glaring at her across a courtroom. This case could build her career, but if Nic's not a traitor, then he's being framed by forces powerful enough to eliminate every obstacle in their way. And the tentative trust she and Nic are rebuilding—as well as their very lives—could become collateral damage…

The woman simply stared, those anime eyes assessing for a long moment before she smiled.

“So, Dominic? What do you recommend?”

He started to correct her. He was only Dominic to a few stubborn holdouts in his family. Everyone else had called him Nic since he was ten. But there was something about the way she said his name, the syllables rolling off her tongue, that stayed his words.

“Are you a fan of fluffy drinks?” he asked instead.

“Only inasmuch as I can now say I’ve had one,” she responded with a laugh.

“Then I recommend we get to know each other better over a real drink.”

“Define real.”

Nic’s smile widened. He leaned back in the chair and prepared to enjoy himself. As he did, he noted that the band was setting up. Within twenty minutes of tuning up, the lanai would be crowded with bodies boogying to the island beat.

“Real, as in not decorated with flowers. If you’re hungry, the food down here is good. Simple, upscale from the usual bar choices.” He tapped the menu she’d yet to check out. “I can recommend the taco platter. The chef has a way with pork and pineapple.”

“Mmm.” She drew one long finger over the menu but didn’t pull it closer or try to open it. “Any other recommendations?”

A few came to mind, but it seemed a little early in the evening to suggest naked dancing. Yeah. His gaze swept over her curves. He’d bet she’d look damn good at it.

But he had no clue if she could dance.

He should find that out, first.

That, and her name.

“The band is solid and you’ve got a good seat for the show. But if you were more interested in a quiet dinner watching the sun set over the ocean, you might want to try the third-floor restaurant.” He indicated the spiral staircase she’d descended earlier. “The view is worth the climb.”

“Is that a fact?”

“Yes, ma’am, it is. Call it my public service announcement for the evening.”

That teased a hint of a smile out of her. One she quickly hid by sipping her drink.

“Do you do that often? Serve the public and help them avoid overly loud dinners?”

“You could say I’ve made a career of it.”

“Do tell.” Her body language was subtly flirtatious, but even with those huge eyes locked on his face, he couldn’t read her well enough to know if that was a green light or a cautious yellow.

Nic didn’t brag about what he did, but he didn’t hide it, either. Simply put, there was nothing relaxing about talking about his work. Not right now. Not when just thinking about it felt like a blow to the chest, leaving him breathless and empty.

So he sidestepped.

“Let’s just say I’m gifted at seeing my way around any variety of obstacles while engineering the successful outcome that serves people of all walks of life.”

Check him, he thought, grinning. He could have a future in politics. Or with the Navy brass, which was sometimes the same thing.

“Well, that’s intriguingly vague,” she said with a laugh.

“Intriguing enough to tempt you to have dinner with me?”

Narrowing those eyes in a cautious way that made him want to know all of her secrets, she gave him a considering look before offering the smallest of shrugs.

“I’d hate to let your public service announcement go to waste. And this will give you time to tell me all about how you serve people with engineered outcomes.”

Instead of answering, he held out his hand to help her to her feet. As soon as her slender fingers were tucked in his, he changed the subject. Walking up the stairs to the restaurant, he shared the family story of how his uncle and father had collected every single shell that was embedded in the airy spiral staircase.

He wasn’t going to talk about his career.

He was on leave, and for the first time in his life, he was focusing on his wants. His needs. And right now, he needed to simply be a man.

One evening wouldn’t hurt, he told himself, ignoring the stabbing sense of disloyalty.

Not if that one evening brought him even an iota of solace against the pain.

A SEAL’s Surprise is the third novella in New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Tawny Weber’s Sexy SEAL novella series, companion stories to her Bestselling Sexy SEAL series of novels.

Even when all his buddies are jumping ship, one sexy SEAL is determined to keep his vow…

Charting her course…

Successful event planner Macy Berk plans to make her friend’s Valentine’s week wedding the event of the year. She’s not about to let the bride’s brother mess anything up. Especially since he’s the one who unceremoniously dumped her because of his misguided vow that his commitment to being a Navy SEAL would trump his commitment to any relationships. She has a plan to ensure smooth sailing for the wedding week…

Stormy waters ahead…

Petty Officer Eli Spencer is determined to keep his distance from everyone in order to avoid voicing the unpopular opinion that this wedding is a huge mistake. When they committed to becoming SEALs, he and his buddies made a vow to one another: being a SEAL would allow no room for distractions like relationships. But now all his buddies are jumping aboard the love boat…

Man overboard…

Most women try to avoid the lover who jilted them. But Macy’s plan is simple: seduce Eli until he’s too worn out to ruin anything—but still has enough energy left to admit he was wrong to put his love of duty before his love for her. Until she realizes just how dangerous loving a SEAL could be, for both of them. But being a SEAL means being strong, including strong enough to admit he may have been wrong…

Macy’s only response was to tilt her head to the side. The wind grabbed all that long, silky hair, sending it flying around her face in a silken dance.

“I’m all for her getting married. It’s my little sister marrying a SEAL that I’m against.”

“You’ve made your feelings very clear.” Her words were as cold as the ocean-tinged air. “But thankfully, Sam and Blaire didn’t let some stupid prejudice keep them from believing in love.”

“How thankful will Blaire be when she’s stuck home alone for months at a time? How’s that going to go when Sam gets back after a long deployment and can’t tell her a thing about where he’s been or what he’s been doing? How long does a relationship stand that sort of distance?” Swallowing the bitterness coating his throat, Eli stared out at the water. With the sun set, there was no defense against the biting chill, which fit his mood perfectly.

“You don’t know—”

“Yes. I do know. I know that Sam is going to be training in ways he’s never done before. I know there will be demands on his body, on his mind, on his commitment. I know he’s going to face one hell of a lot in the next ten years.” Including death. He didn’t put those words out there, though. He couldn’t. “Now, because he’s marrying her, he’s going to force my sister to face all of that, too. Only she gets to do it blindfolded.”

He didn’t bother looking toward Macy. He knew she didn’t get it. Apparently, nobody did. Eli had spent his life trying to be the hero, but in this situation, he was clearly the bad guy. Wasn’t that enough to be pissed off about?

He heard the rustle behind him and figured Macy was walking away. He sighed, but couldn’t find the energy to shrug. But he damn near jumped out of his boots when he felt her hand on his back.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured when he looked at her. Her eyes brimming with sympathy, she gave him a sweet smile. “I know how much you care about your family.”

“I don’t like seeing people I care about hurting,” he said quietly, wishing he had the right words to make her understand. If he could, she might forgive him for leaving her all those years back.

Suddenly, he wanted that forgiveness almost as much as he wanted her. Need hit him, hard and fast, as she leaned closer to brush her lips over his cheek. She might have meant the gesture to be sweet, he didn’t know. But the way her breasts pressed against his arm made it purely sexy.

“I want you,” he admitted out of the blue, his eyes locked on hers.

He waited for her to laugh in his face. To sneer or deride his desire. He’d deserve it.

Instead, she wet her lips and gave him a long, bone-melting look that sent a shaft of heat spiraling through his body. Then she smiled. A wicked quirk of her lips that warned that things were going to get a whole lot hotter.

New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of more than forty books, Tawny Weber loves writing about sexy heroes, most notably her popular Navy SEALs series. Her sassy, emotional romances are filled with men dedicated to being the best—and women determined to have the best. Tawny credits her ex-military alpha husband for inspiration in her writing, and in her life. The recipient of numerous writing accolades, including Romantic Times Reviewers Choice and in addition to the NY Times and USA Today bestseller lists, Tawny has also hit the number one spot on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

A homeschooling mom, Tawny enjoys scrapbooking, gardening and spending time with her family and dogs in her Northern California home.

Call To Honor by Tawny Weber is another entertaining read from an author that consistently delivers books that are well-written and engaging. Diego and Harper's story is loaded with suspense, drama, humor and sizzle. This book will keep readers attention firmly on their Kindles from start to finish. I enjoyed reading Call To Honor and look forward to my next Tawny Weber book. Call To Honor is book 1 of the Team Poseidon Series but can be read as a standalone. This is a complete book, not a cliff-hanger.

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